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she said: oh lover hold me i am afraid and i am small, there's nothing that can keep me here i think that i might fall. she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life, he crumbled like old stone and he felt sharper than a knife. without one to hold she wandered off alone, his memory is nothing more than a body without a bone.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 8:53 PM UTC
body without a bone
she said: oh lover hold me i am afraid and i am small, there's nothing that can keep me here i think that i might fall. she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life, he crumbled like old stone and he felt sharper than a knife. without one to hold she wandered off alone, his memory is nothing more than a body without a bone.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 8:53 PM UTC
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